Chapter 29： Jianghu Budosha

After confirming that Yang Fan would join, Lin Feng told him about his plan: "You start to collect the list at school now. The first requirement is to have background and power, and secondly, strength!"

"Yeah." Yang Fan nodded, and then said about the Jianghu News Agency he founded.

"Oh!"

Lin Feng's eyes lit up slightly, but he didn't expect to be surprised.

Originally, he thought that Yang Fan was only planning his career, but he did not expect that he had already made a scale, three core members, plus four of his own, each core member has more than a dozen eyeliners. Although it is only a small club among students, it is not easy to do this step.

Although these people have no talent or background, if they can still gather together after graduation, maybe this Jianghu News Agency will have a great development.

"It's done well, but for the time being, your Jianghu News Agency is still managing and developing by yourself, and when the martial arts group really develops and grows, you can give support at that time."

Lin Feng patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I didn't know what the name of the club was. Now I borrow the name of your news agency. Our martial arts club is called Jianghu Martial Arts Club. You and Gao Hai will be considered as clubs today. Core members."

"Jianghu Martial Arts Society, hearing this name is domineering!" Gao Hai said excitedly.

"Haha, got it." Yang Fan also smiled, obviously satisfied with the name.

Although he does not know where Lin Feng’s confidence comes from, or how he allows those students with backgrounds to join it voluntarily, even if he does, he cannot predict whether the Jianghu Martial Arts Club will develop and grow, but at least from this moment on, he doesn’t Then it's alone.

This organized feeling is really exciting.

"Well, I need you to do me a little favor." Lin Feng said.

"Let's talk about it, it can help me definitely help." Yang Fan said.

"I want you to ‘accidentally’ reveal what I said to you today. I will not go to school for these three days. When I come to school three days later, I want to hear the whole school talking about me!"

Although Yang Fan was a little puzzled, he didn't ask much. In his opinion, there were only two possibilities. One was to slap the face of Yage, which made her regret it.

The second is to make school leaders pay attention to it. If Lin Feng really has this talent, school leaders will focus on training. If Mo Xun and others want to make trouble, they have to think about the consequences.

"Well, don't worry, you will know when you come." Yang Fan said with a smile.

Such shocking news doesn't take three days at all, as long as it is revealed casually, a single spark can start a prairie fire.

He couldn't help but look forward to it at this time. What kind of expressions will the teachers and students of the school look like when they know the news?

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After bidding farewell to Yang Fan, Lin Feng and Gao Hai played truant.

For students, revenge is not overnight. If there is no accident, Mo Xun and others will come to ask for trouble after school. In order to avoid it, he decided to withdraw first.

This is not to be afraid, but just feels unnecessary.

Although Lin Feng is not afraid of trouble, he has no plans to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

In a few days, when the teachers and students of the school learned that he was a peerless genius, some troubles would automatically disappear.

For Lin Feng, Mo Xun and others are just minor roles.

But the kid is hard to deal with, and there is no need to get revenge.

"Brother Feng, are we really going to build our own martial arts club?" Gao Hai couldn't help asking while walking through the busy street.

He was still digesting the shocking news just now.

Your own martial arts club?

It's incredible to think about it.

"Of course." Lin Feng nodded.

"Then do we have to charge social fees?"

Gao Hai wondered, if he could have his own members like the elite martial arts club, and earn millions of social expenses a month, then he would be really developed.

Not one million, even one hundred thousand is an astronomical figure for Gao Hai.

"There are no social fees, but they will be used to make money."

"How to earn?"

"You will know later."

The two chatted while walking towards the city center.

There are plans for the establishment of the Jianghu Martial Arts Society. Lin Feng needs some capital. At this time, he has only more than 300 yuan left on his body, and he has to earn a vote.

"Gao Hai, how much money do you have?"

"Let me see, there are more than five hundred." Gao Hai took out his pocket and counted the money.

"Give it to me first, and now go make some money."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Gao Hai handed the money to Lin Feng without any hesitation, and did not ask why, even though it was his remaining half a month's meal.

"Brother Feng, where are we going?"

"Go make money!"

Led by Lin Feng, the two walked towards the Thunder Martial Arts Hall in the city center.

In the era of great training in the revival of martial arts, the full name is Shangwu, and various martial arts halls are blooming everywhere.

For martial artists, fighting skills are a matter of life and death. Skills need to be tempered, and training requires opponents. Therefore, the martial arts hall is an indispensable training place for many martial artists every day.

Even if many do not have the talent of martial arts, they are willing to come to the martial arts hall to exercise and temper their physique.

In Jiangcheng, the Thunder Martial Arts Hall is the most famous.

Thunder Martial Arts Museum is an industry owned by Thunder Club. It is located in the most prosperous area in the city center and covers a large area like a commercial plaza.

On the surface of the outer wall of Thunder Martial Arts Hall, a fierce battle was playing on a huge light curtain.

Both sides of the battle were obviously in the physical cultivation realm, unable to possess spiritual power. The violent gasps and the sound of beating attracted everyone's curious and excited eyes.

"Let's go."

With a curious Gao Hai, Lin Feng stepped into the Thunder Martial Arts Hall.

As soon as he entered, a chill came to his face. The first thing that attracted Lin Feng's attention was the huge rectangular screen in the center of the hall.

The screen scrolls the text from time to time, and under the screen, many male and female warriors in strange costumes are holding pens and paper, looking at the screen, and taking notes or discussing from time to time.

The Thunder Martial Arts Hall has three floors, and the first floor is the mission hall.

In addition to the training function, Thunder Martial Arts Hall is also a place for martial artists to exchange and post tasks.

After all, the energy of martial artists is limited. Many martial artists will post bounty missions here to find what they need, some are martial arts, some are techniques, and some are geniuses and treasures.

As long as the deposit is paid, you can get almost anything.

The second floor is a variety of training places and restaurants.

The third floor is the martial arts hall, and it is also the most lively place of the thunder martial arts hall.

Lin Feng took Gao Hai directly to the third floor. As soon as he walked out of the elevator, a boiling breath came to his face, shouting, roaring, and screaming, one after another.

Not far away, hundreds of arenas are evenly distributed in the field. Above the field, nine huge screens show wonderful pictures, and the most exciting battles will appear on the most central screen.

"Fuck him."

"Trash, didn't you take milk?"

At this time, the enthusiastic audience shouted loudly, the excitement and crazy appearance was obviously a bet.

Although Lin Feng hadn't played in the Budokan, he had been here many times and he came directly to a counter.

"Sir, what service do you need?"

The girl at the counter enthusiastically said, and did not slacken off because Lin Feng is a student in school uniform.

"Help me register a martial arts account, I am going to participate in the martial arts arena."

"Well, yes, the first time you need to apply for a martial arts account, you need one hundred SGD. Please provide your ID card number."

The ID card number is equivalent to a person's ID card and resume. From birth to school, the place of residence and strength are recorded and updated at any time.

After receiving the money, recording the number, and verifying the fingerprint, the little girl at the Lin Feng counter smiled slightly: "Okay, the Wudou account has been applied for, Mr. Lin Feng, you can choose a name."

"The name, it's called'High School Students Challenge First-Class Martial Artists'."

Upon hearing this name, not only was Gao Hai surprised, the little girl at the counter was also taken aback, and said in surprise: "Sir, are you sure about this name?"

She has worked at the Thunder Budokan for three years, but such an arrogant name is really rare!

This is so hateful!

Judging from the identity information, this Lin Feng only cultivated the seventh stage, and his strength dared to clamor to challenge the martial artist. Isn't he overpowering?

You should know that although the Budokan strictly prohibits the use of assassins, such things as broken arms and legs often happen.

There are not many warriors who have a good temper and dare to use such arrogant names. It is obviously a hatred. Maybe it will make people hit hard.

"Brother Feng, should you change one?" Gao Hai also suggested.

In his opinion, even if Lin Feng was invincible in the physical cultivation realm, he could not beat the martial artist.

"Yeah, sir, you can change it. This name is not very pleasant." The little girl at the counter persuaded that she didn't want to see this little handsome guy being carried out.

"Okay." Lin Feng nodded, and when the little girl at the counter breathed a sigh of relief, he announced his new name: "Then replace it with "High school student beats the martial artist!" "

In Lin Feng's view, the previous name was indeed too low-key.

"Ok..."

The little girl at the counter was just about to type on the computer when she was confused by the name.

How can this become more and more arrogant!

Are you really afraid of being beaten to death?

"you sure?"

At this time, the little girl at the counter collapsed in an instant. In her opinion, Lin Feng was an idiot, asking for trouble.

After Lin Feng nodded and confirmed, she did not continue to persuade, and directly registered Lin Feng, and then handed Lin Feng the card.

"Give me a bet, all bets."

Lin Feng took out all the money he had, a total of eight hundred, and handed it to the little girl at the counter, saying: "Random mode, the upper limit is a martial artist, the rest time is five minutes, without my consent, all winning money is automatically bet!"

At this time, the little girl at the counter had already determined that Lin Feng's man was a little abnormal.

Generally, the fighting mode of Wudou Hall is equal mode, that is, the system is based on data such as the age and weight of the two, and then matches the opponent based on the record, so that the two sides are evenly matched, so that the strength of the two sides will not be too different and the effect of tempering will not be achieved.

Random selection is another challenge mode of the Budokan. It does not refer to the record and data, and randomly selects opponents.

Only those who are absolutely confident in themselves dare to do so.

In the eyes of the little girl at the counter, it was crazy enough to participate in a martial arts fight for the first time.

And the upper limit is a first-grade martial artist?

That is, the highest can be matched to the first-rank martial artist?

To the first-rank martial artist, is it looking for death when practicing Qiduan?

At Thunder Budokan, you can only bet yourself and you can only buy yourself to win. This is the rule, but it is rare to bet continuously.

Although eight hundred yuan is not much, there is no need to waste it.

Not persuading, the little girl at the counter had predicted that she would wait for Lin Feng to be beaten up.

At this time, the matching area on the big screen of the center stage has already appeared a name: "High school student violently beats a warrior". The identity and information of this name attracted attention the moment it appeared.

Among the names, his name is the longest and the content is the most arrogant. It is hard not to attract attention.

Soon afterwards, when they were curious to wait for the match zone to match their opponents, and then saw a teenager stepping up to the ring, the crowd instantly became a sensation.

I saw that boy was wearing a white shirt. The front of the shirt read "High school student beats a warrior". The upper part of the back reads "Advance advertisement space", and there is a box at the bottom, as if it were the so-called advertisement space.